Gemotions

The news ripped through Javier like a physical blow. He froze mid-sentence, the cheerful conversation with his friends fading into a muffled drone. The details of the email, the specific name… it all felt wrong. The color drained from his face.

He excused himself abruptly, muttering something about a forgotten assignment. His friends looked confused, but he couldn't stay. He needed to be alone. The world around him twisted, the vibrant cafeteria atmosphere transforming into a menacing backdrop.

Outside, the sunlight felt harsh, the air thin. He walked aimlessly, each step heavy. He felt a profound sense of injustice, a burning resentment that threatened to consume him. He wanted to lash out, to break something, to scream until his voice was raw.